Today I heard the most heartbreaking story of the week. In Magnolia Park where we have our new community center, a volunteer told about a neighbor who sells her 13 year old daughter on dates to older men who pick her up and drop her off after midnight. How can you hear stories like this and believe that there is any hope for us? We as the body pretend that this doesn't happen in our beautiful city, because if we know about it and don't do anything to help, where is our faith? Where's mine right now? What have I done now that I know?